Chapter 59

Sunday.

Lin Yihang has never had the habit of sleeping in. Before the穿越, he was able to achieve great success in cultivation by his forties, not just because of his extraordinary talent, nor just because of the deep foundation of Longhu Mountain and the strong support from his sect... but also because of his diligence and hard work.

After the穿越, Lin Yihang realized the weakness of his body. Such a weak body, without any magical power, gave him no sense of security at all.

Therefore, cultivation was the top priority. A large amount of medicinal food and continuous cultivation to develop magical power as soon as possible was Lin Yihang's most urgent task.

He got up early as usual and went out for a run for more than an hour. The cultivation method of Longhu Mountain required even those with magical power to continue physical training until they advanced to a higher level of Immortal Master. Lin Yihang, of course, insisted on doing this.

After a quick breakfast on the way, he came back and took a shower. He changed into clean clothes and went out. Guan Meiqing's red Golf was already waiting at the door. He got in the car and headed straight for Shuncheng First Hospital.

"Doctor Lin!"

"Doctor Lin, we are truly grateful to you! Our old Guan is much better now!"

It was the same VIP ward as last time. When Lin Yihang entered again, the treatment he received was completely different from the first time. Everyone was very polite and respectful.

As for Guan Meiqing's second brother, who had an unpleasant encounter with Lin Yihang, he was not there at all. Clearly, he was deliberately kept away to avoid making Lin Yihang unhappy.

Although Lin Yihang did not think he was so petty as to give up treatment just because that guy was present, he was very satisfied with this arrangement, which made him feel very comfortable.

"Doctor Lin, you are truly a miraculous doctor! You saved my life, Old Guan!" Guan Lao's complexion was vastly different from the last time. Although his cheeks were still sunken—after all, long-term illness and deficiency of qi and blood were not easy to recover—his face was now rosy, and his eyes were bright.

"Old Guan, you are too kind! I charge for my services, which is only right," Lin Yihang said politely.

Guan Lao had a kind face, clearly a good person who had done good deeds all his life. Lin Yihang had a good impression of him and respected such people.

His appropriate response made Guan Lao nod in approval. A young man with talent who could remain calm was very rare.

...

After a thorough examination, Lin Yihang confirmed that Guan Lao was indeed much better than before.

However, beneath this apparent health, there was a hidden decline in heart muscle and brain atrophy. This kind of organ failure, which was the result of the depletion of vitality, was something Lin Yihang could not fundamentally reverse with his current means. He could only delay it.

To completely treat it, he would need to use magical power to nourish the organs.

In short, the old man's condition was not a disease but organ aging. Of course, it was not the end of his life, just the aging of a few organs... However, modern technology could transplant a heart, but not a brain.

Moreover, with the old man's body, he could not withstand heart transplant surgery.

After much consideration, Lin Yihang realized that the only way to completely cure him was through the nourishment of magical power.

For now, he would perform regular acupuncture to delay the old man's condition, supplemented by medicinal food. Then, after he advanced to the rank of Immortal Scholar, he would completely cure him.

In a short time, Lin Yihang had decided on the treatment plan and began to act.

Doctor He had been waiting by his side and respectfully handed him a box of silver needles.

Lin Yihang did not hide anything and, in front of everyone, used a similar method to last time to perform acupuncture. After a round of acupuncture, the old man clearly felt his qi and blood flowing more smoothly, exclaiming it was a miracle.

Guan Meiqing also looked at Lin Yihang with gratitude.

"Doctor Lin, on behalf of the First Hospital, I formally invite you to join our hospital. I wonder if Doctor Lin is interested?" Doctor He was so excited that his beard was trembling.

Such a miraculous doctor was exactly what they needed!

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I am He Runze, the dean of this hospital," Doctor He said humbly.

Clearly, he thought that in front of a master of traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture like Lin Yihang, his title as dean was worth nothing.

In fact, Lin Yihang did not really care about such a title.

"No interest!" He shook his head almost without hesitation.

Doctor He's enthusiasm was like being doused with a bucket of cold water.

"Then... Doctor Lin, would you be interested in coming to our hospital regularly? Just one half-day a week, and I can arrange for two senior TCM doctors to assist you," Doctor He, or Dean He, was not giving up.

"There's no need for that. I don't have that much time. However, if you have patients you can't treat, you can contact me," Lin Yihang said.

Dean He's face lit up with joy, but then he heard Lin Yihang continue, "Of course, I charge. My consultation fee is one million RMB per visit, regardless of whether the treatment is successful or not."

Lin Yihang was not a philanthropist and did not have the compassion to save all living beings. He just wanted to quickly improve his cultivation and live a life of freedom. If it weren't for the lack of money, he wouldn't even take on this million RMB business.

Dean He was slightly taken aback. In fact, he was very skeptical about whether Lin Yihang, so young, had a medical license.

However, he was not a rigid person and would not nitpick about such things for someone with real talent.

"Right! Your acupuncture skills are miraculous and can save lives in critical moments. There are many rich people in society today. A consultation fee of one million RMB, if it can save a life, they will definitely be willing to pay," Dean He nodded.

To be honest, he was in awe of Lin Yihang's acupuncture skills. However, he was not very fond of the way Lin Yihang talked about money so easily.

Of course, he was just not very fond of it. After all, given the social climate, it was not something to criticize.

"Alright, here is my phone number. Call me if you need anything."

Lin Yihang picked up a notepad and wrote down a string of numbers, handing it to Dean He.

"Doctor Lin finally has a mobile phone!" Guan Meiqing joked with a smile.

"Hehe, it's more convenient this way," Lin Yihang smiled. "After this acupuncture, the old man's condition will improve. The next herbal formula can be slightly adjusted."

Lin Yihang picked up a pen and paper and quickly wrote down a new formula, handing it to Guan Meiqing.

The changes in the herbs and dosages were minor, but these minor changes would benefit Guan Lao.

The Guan family, of course, expressed their gratitude again.

After the acupuncture, Lin Yihang returned to his small apartment in the Golf driven by the female driver. With enough time, Lin Yihang took two clay pots and started to stew medicinal food.

Just as he had prepared the ingredients, his phone rang.

Lin Yihang was surprised; this was the first time his phone had rung since he bought it.

He opened it and saw a message from an unknown number: "This is my phone number."

The sender was Guan Meiqing.

Lin Yihang smiled, saved the number, and then continued to prepare the food.

...

Today, he did not receive any site messages, which meant there would be no recommendation from the website next week... in other words, a "naked run." How cruel! Zhou Zhou asks for recommendation votes to comfort his wounded heart.

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